I am glad I did not wear make-up today [also see, warpaint].
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Staring at a Wall
Black Square The air hung thick upon our perspiring bodies. A long day, to say the least; after hours of frolicking deep within Eleanor Tinsley Park, our feet dragged as we followed the seemingly endless herd towards the exit. I wanted to be transported back to Mary France’s comforting Land Rover, but seconds were stretching… Continue reading Staring at a Wall
To Be the Mold & Shape of Form
To take on the process of existing, or to ignore my responsibilities- the question follows me everywhere, everyday- asking, constantly, that I make a decision, whether to take action, or to remain stagnant. And after I decide to participate in life or to be a bystander, another question waits to be consulted. The never ending… Continue reading To Be the Mold & Shape of Form
To Be Birds of a Feather
The question prevailing life, a question of who’s free, the existence or lack thereof, is it worse to be or not to be? Is a saint to subject himself to sitting silently, while forfeiting his freedom to the fatal destiny? Or should he attempt to stand up, and fight the force, that writes the plans… Continue reading To Be Birds of a Feather
Made in Same
Must we understand irony, or shall it be just a game. Some think I am ignorant, some think, insane; however, opinions are onions with an extra letter, and I have forgotten how to be oh so reserved. Tip goes the pen, on top of a man-made disaster, you may entice with aesthetic speech, but… Continue reading Made in Same
a naturale neutrality
Recently, revisions to the 1996 Telecommunications Act have been proposed, and everyone is bat-shit pissed off. I'm not too great at explaining political mumbo-jumbo, so watch this instead. and, now, remember when we all learned the internet was made of a series of tubes. You can make a difference, no matter what MTV… Continue reading a naturale neutrality
turn off, tune out, drop in
the peace train is coming back, start packing.
Seal of the Fatigue
I say it again: Turn Off, Tune Out, and Drop In If we don't... Who will? Turn Off the Television, Tune Out the Illusions, And Drop Into Solution
Parliamentry, Watson
I think, I thought, I remembered yet, but quickly, quite soon, Well, I just... simply forget. Whilst mid-saunter, You see, I rambled on through, The dusk, quintessential, to forsaking the truth. However, consequential sayings often miss the lot, and writers, quite good, often leave out the plot. It may be existential to remorse for being,… Continue reading Parliamentry, Watson
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